Being practically naked in Gerard's bedroom was a thought that ought to belong amongst my daydreams and perhaps sexual fantasies, and I almost found myself just a little nervous as I came to grips with just how real this situation was. I guess it was the good kind of nervous though, like butterflies.

Except butterflies probably weren't already getting hard over the situation, and trying to imagine a butterfly with a semi was really ruining the moment here.

"You're just gonna stand there, huh?" Gerard commented, leaning back against the bedroom wall, like me, only in his boxer shorts, which were riding up his thighs at a pace that would cause me to think the world itself was teasing me. "It's a shame honestly, as I can think of much better ways to spend our time, but if that's what-"

"No, I want..." I let out a hitched breath as Gerard approached me, placing his hands around me from behind and letting his hot breath catch my neck in a way that sent tingles through my veins and down my spine. 

"Tell me what you want, Frankie." He whispered, his breath on my neck, rendering me practically dysfunctional and oh fuck, things were only going to get worse, yet of course, no doubtedly better. "Huh? I'm listening, baby."

"I want... I want... you." I finally managed to choke out, peering to look up at Gerard and catching a glimpse of the smirk that followed, causing me to gulp involuntarily - a gesture that of course God would have it that Gerard noticed.

"Is that... so?" He asked, lifting his right hand from my hips and trailing his somehow icy cold fingers up my spine and onto my neck, where he grabbed me rather forcefully and turned me to face him, leaving my hazel eyes open wide and innocent as they were practically enthralled by him.

"Is that so?" He asked again, brushing my fringe from my eyes and causing me to blush as if I wasn't already, but now I could no longer hide behind the astray pieces of black hair, leaving me to feel even more exposed to him, even though I'd originally doubted that to be possible at all.

"Yeah." I managed to get out, and then before I knew really what was happening Gerard had me pushed up against his headboard, smirking at me before he pulled away, sitting rather complacently on the other end of the bed.

"Just getting comfy, Frankie." He smirked, his eyes drifting downwards a little before he continued, leaving me nothing but uncomfortable as he may no effort to hide the fact his eyes directly met my crotch and the bulge that was forming there already, "so how do you want this to go? Do you want me to top you or... I don't usually top, but I guess if you want..."

"You're a bottom?" My eyes widened, stumbling forwards to reach Gerard's end of the bed, not quite sure what I was doing at all.

"Yeah." He admitted, blushing for the first time and I put my hand in his.

"Well, I guess we'll have to keep you where you work best. Just tell me if I'm doing it wrong or whatever." I blushed like hell, feeling incredibly awkward and terribly virgin like throughout the whole procedure, but afterwards, that virginity would be gone for good, and given to someone who deserves it.

"Okay, good." He grinned, grabbing my hands, "better that way - I don't want to hurt you..." His words were muffled as he pushed his lips against mine, and then everything just began to work, fitting together almost like clockwork, except considering what we were about to do, I guess a better word would be cockwork.

He was going to bottom later for sure, but right now he seemed to have no issue with dominating the fuck out of me, his hands gripping onto my hips and digging in to create would I assumed would later by hand marks and trails of where fingernails had once been.

I didn't mind, I think it would be kind of hot to have that on my body; to have a piece, a reminder of Gerard on my own flesh, but of course, in retrospect, particularly awkward to explain to people if they ever saw the marks.

He didn't hesitate when it came to the use of tongue, pushing my lips open with the pressure of his teeth before deciding that my mouth was his to control. His hand raked over my body sporadically, touching every part of me as if he needed to remember me dearly, and I felt a little pathetic, my hands swung up around his neck and my tongue jerking forward in a terrible attempt at reciprocating what he was providing me with.

And then all of sudden, all the pressure on my lips was removed and I felt empty almost, my eyes jerking upon to watch as Gerard pulled on his best innocent face before latching lips right onto my neck, and I knew what he was doing here - creating a hickey just right where everyone could and would see it, but it felt so fucking good, I doubted I could even stop him if I wanted to. I knew I would hate myself for this later, but right now with Gerard and I like this, I just couldn't bring myself to care at all.

"Come on, moan for me, you little whore." He lifted his lips momentarily and for those words I didn't even think I minded at all, and when he continued twice as hard I couldn't help but oblige and let out these embarrassing little breathy sounds, that to him were somehow appealing.

"Gee... I..." I could barely push the words out, because it became apparent that perhaps Gerard had no intentions of ever leaving my neck alone, not that that was at all a bad thing, you know.

"Frankie?" He whispered, pulling his head up and pushing me down against the mattress, his body hanging over me and oh my god. His hair was pushed back, sweating just a little, and I'd never even considered how someone with smudged eyeliner could be quite so fucking hot. But this was Gerard Way; he managed to come off deviously attractive whatever the situation.

"Gee..." I moaned, my eyes closing of their own accord as he pushed kisses down my chest, his fingers trailing down my sides and tugging at the waistband of my boxer shorts and I couldn't help but squirm at the cold touch just where I needed it. I felt him chuckle against my skin, leaving me to blush further.

And then, before I could even imagine that things could feel better, he took my left nipple into his mouth, sucking on it and flicking his tongue across it almost as if he had no idea just what this was doing to me. And oh fuck; I was going to come in a minute if we carried on like this.

"Gerard, please, I, I'm going to..." He raised his lips, looking up at me with these big wide eyes, before flicking my nipple as if he was inspecting it and then moving on without a word, his hands closing tightly around my hips.

"I wanna blow you Frankie, you know, but that'd spoil things, so I guess I'll just tease you for now, huh?" He grinned, knowing far too well as to just what affect his actions he would have upon me as he pulled my boxers off, discarding them in a corner of his room that I didn't bother to remember, especially considering just how he stole my attention next, removing his boxers and grinding his hips against mine.

I let out a chain of horrible breathy moan before he pulled me up to his height, our lips meeting once more as he came to silence my moans with those fucking lips of his, and just fuck, oh my god. Gerard Way would be the literal, and sexual death of me.

And then as I felt him hard against me, I just couldn't hold myself up against him anymore, and I fell back against the mattress, Gerard letting out a half hearted chuckle as he positioned himself between my legs, not seeming to mind at all.

"Having trouble are we, Frankie?" He smirked like the complete asshole he was, trailing his fingers up my legs and stopping right above my cock, before turning his head up to steal a glance at me - the fucking attractive asshole, fuck.

"So fucking hot, Frankie, so fucking hot." His words did good to distract me I could barely even comprehend what was happening until I felt his hand grasped around my tip, squeezing me enough to bring me so hard back into reality that my head was beginning to spin.

"Oh my fuck, Gee, please, I just... fuck..." I pushed the words out, my hands latching onto the sheets and most likely tearing them with just how hard I was tugging, which I reckoned Gerard deserved for what he was doing to me. He could buy new sheets, but I was never going to get my virginity back, and that was for good, because dude being eighteen and a virgin was not something I really fancied the idea of.

"You want to fuck me, Frankie?" He asked, removing his hand and lying back, now deciding to play innocent, which was the biggest fucking joke I'd ever heard, honestly.

"What the fuck do you think, Gerard?" I exclaimed, my head practically aching from how fucking hard I was, because oh my god, this was so different, so much better to when I was jacking off, of course I had expected it to be, but I could have never imagined it to feel this good. Then again, Gerard was always full of surprises and I was just relieved to see that some of them could be good.

"Language, Frankie." He mumbled, pressing kisses where my skin was imprinted with the faint line of the waistband of my boxers, sending tingles straight downwards. "Did I ever tell you how fucking perfect you are?" I couldn't help but moan at that, my hips jerking up as they cried for attention. "Just to know you're all mine - no one else has ever made you feel this good before, that's so fucking hot, Frankie."

"Please just... please..." I begged, my words heavy as I was beginning to sweat against his touch, which I really doubted was at all attractive.

"Begging, are we?" He raised his eyebrows at that, the matter obviously amusing him, drawing close to the extent at which I was tempted to slap him across the face.

And then I decided that perhaps he needed to learn a fucking lesson and I pulled myself up, grabbing his cock in my right hand and squeezing, causing an unexpected moan to slip from his lips as he got up onto his knees, adjusting to my sudden display of dominance, which I was glad to see he hadn't been expecting.

"Frankie..." He choked out before I pressed a finger to his lips, far too hard to take any of his bullshit right now.

"Are you going to be good now?" I asked, gripping tighter onto him, causing his grip onto my hips to tighten, and oh my god. I needed him. Right fucking now.

"Y-Yes, Frankie." He mumbled, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as I gave him one final squeeze, before pulling my hands up, and brushing the hair from his face and tucking it behind his ear, chuckling as he leaned into my touch.

"God, you're such a fucking bottom." I commented, moaning just a little, because oh my god, the reality of this was coming down rather suddenly, and I really was not complaining.

"I told you, baby." He whispered, and before I could even respond, he pulled the both of us down against the bed. "Gee?"

"Shall we do this so we can see each other?" He asked, and it took me a moment, but he was very obviously referring to the fact that I was just about to fuck him.

"Yeah..." I mumbled out, watching as he positioned himself with his head propped on the pillows against the headboard, his legs spread open and his knees pulled up. He kind of looked like he was about to give birth, but that imagine was really messed up so I dispelled it immediately.

"Come here, Frankie, get between my legs, baby." He called and I couldn't but oblige, still looking a little confused as he wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling our bodies closer and god it felt all fucking tingly already.

He reached over and grabbed a couple of things from his bedside table and handing them me, "condom, and lube. Be generous with the lube, okay?" I nodded, putting a condom on myself for the first time, trying my best to recall that one health class we had with the cucumbers. I pushed that memory aside as soon as I got the thing on, because really it'd be kind of weird to be thinking about cucumbers just about now. I didn't want to develop a fruit & vegetable fetish or something, because then who knows I might end up shoving a lemon up Gerard's ass or something.

"Put the lube on yourself and around my hole, okay." He instructed me, watching as I opened the little bottle and did as I was told, not that I wouldn't of course. "They do come pre lubed, but they're made for straight couples and girls have natural lubrication that your ass doesn't, so if you don't use lots of lube it's going to hurt like hell." 

"I'd rather you didn't give me a whole lesson on this as we did it." I commented, blushing just a little in the smirk that he gave me in return, clearly unimpressed by the sarcastic comments I couldn't help but drop into conversation,

"You sure you don't have a teacher kink, Frankie?" He winked at me and I could just about slap him. "Put some on your fingers and then insert one at first, then another, etc. you're basically stretching me so-"

"No lesson if possible." I reminded him, sighing before I added. "I've watched porn before."

"Porn isn't accurate you know - actors." He added, smirking a little, running his tongue over his bottom lip in a manner that was so much better than porn.

I could have argued further but I just pushed one lube-covered finger into him and with the moan that was released, it seemed to do a pretty good job of shutting the continuously comments and remarks up.

"Ah, Frankie- ah fuck..." He breathed, out, his arms reaching out and upwards to clutch the headboard and Gerard like this was actually better than porn, and the expression on his face was really the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

I pushed the second finger in, stretching him further, and just watching him like this was getting me off too, god I wouldn't be surprised if I came from the sight of him like this. I would be a little disappointed, though; I wanted to be inside of him, properly.

"Just fuck me already, Frankie, please." He begged and I pulled my fingers out, causing him to let out a whimper. "Hurry up, oh my god." He cried out as I applied a little more lube before lining myself up and aiming for the stop my fingers had been, and then I just pushed myself in, slowly at first of course.

He let out a little yelp and I realised that perhaps I should have warned him and my eyes shot open glancing over at him to check he was okay. "I'm good, Frankie, just go." He promised me, throwing his words haphazardously in my direction,

I obliged despite his strained tone of voice, pushing myself in slowly, and revelling in quite how good it felt to have him so tight around me. I was a little concerned for Gerard though, knowing this hurt, but he'd done this before so I guess he was alright. And then I pushed in a little further and all of a sudden Gerard's hips bucked up and he squeezed tighter around me.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, there, right there." He cried out, his hands clutching the headboard desperately and oh my god, because this was most definitely a shared feeling of ecstasy.

I didn't hesitate in pulling out a little before slamming myself in against the spot I would assume with my mediocre knowledge of this to be his prostate, but it really didn't take much to figure out just why he was moaning like this.

"Oh fuck..." He cried out once again and I could tell that whatever I was doing here, I was doing it right, and the feeling I was getting confirmed that, because oh my god the was he clenched up whenever I hit the spot was just so good, he was so fucking tight around me and oh my god.

"I'm going to-" I cried out and Gerard fucking pushed himself up around me, and then I just couldn't stop myself, my head spinning as I cried out with oh my god what was by far the best orgsam I've ever had.

And then I felt Gerard grabbing my hand and placing it over himself and then oh my god he's was coming straight into my hand and for some unknown reason it didn't feel at all disgusting. This just felt right, this felt like us.

-

Gerard lay on the bed, still naked, because he was an awful tease as I walked back in from the bathroom, having disposed of the condom in some place other than Mikey's bed, like Gerard had suggested, and washing the come off me. I'd had the decency to put my boxers back on at the very least.

"I kind of want to blow you still." He commented, smirking to himself as he lay on the bed in the aftermath of what I assumed was a great experience his part too. Or at least I hoped so.

"That was so good I don't think I'm ever going to need to jack off ever again, Jesus fuck." I exclaimed, falling down against the mattress beside Gerard.

"Bad thing is that you're not even a virgin anymore and therefore I have absolutely nothing to tease you about at all." Gerard added, like the little asshole he was.

"I can tease you about how much of a bottom you are as well." I smirked to myself.

"Oh I can top, Frankie. I can fuck you so hard you're going to scream into the mattress."

"Sure thing, Gee."

"Don't patronise me, Frankie. I may just have to punish you for that."

"I'm excited then."

"Oh, me too, Frankie. Me too."

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